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—.mmwm 'IMTÄ if/*.,?#0 i£Lcb; H'/4>tji V£}i$ *'ia^'iaSSpi.T vÆâr*i> !N*/'I»rüÉ«#ii-iH»in 14$jgg- ?tiff,%{✓i•ftilouj tiro'iSid*tqf*»w /n«h.ico.II>n,c^5 to _.•T.»MIDDLETOWN, NEW CASTLE COUNTY, DELAWARE, SATURDAY MORNING, AfcRIL 4, 1874.mu,.} *; UO (KJv. * -flwtnj.NOTHING AT ALL IN THE PAPERTO-DAY.Notbiag at all ia the paper to-da.r IOnly a murder somewhere er other—A girl who baa put her child away,Not beiap a wife as well as a mother.Or a drunken husband I» eating a wife,With the neighbors lying awake to listen ;Scree aware he has taken a lifeTill ia at tho window the d iwn-hays glisten.But that is all in tbe regular way—There's nothing at all la the paper to-day. ,Nothing at all la the paper to-day !To be sure there's a woman died of starvatioa,Fell down in the attest as so many mayIn this prosperous Christian uatiea.Or two young girls with some inward griefMaddened, have plunged into the inky watsrs.Or a father bas learned that his son's a thief—Or a mother has been robbed or one of herdaughters,Thinge that occur iu the regular way—There's nothing nt all in the paper to-day.Then's nothing at all in the paper to-day,Unleas you care about the things In the city—How great rich rogues for their crimes mustpay(Though all gentility eriea out "ptty I" )shop-boy that robs a till—There's a cose to-day if I am not forgettiug,The lad only "borrowed" as such lads will—To pay some money he lost in betting,But then's nothing in this that's out of theway—There's nothing at all in tbe paper to-day.Lika the meanestNothin* at all in tbe paper to-day,But tbe birth» and baokruptciaa, daatb* aadmarriage«,But life'» events ia the old snrvej,With virtue beggiup, and vice in carriages!And kindly heart« under ermtue gown« ,And wicked breasts under hodden gray,For goodneae belongs not only to clowns,And o'er others than lords does sin beart tway,Bntwbat do I read 'Drowned! wrecked!"Did I sayThere was nothing at all in the paper to-day?WAS THIS THE BEAL HEIR TOTHE FRENCH THRONE?After tbe execution of Louis XVI. inJanuary, 1793, hia ion, tha Dauphin,who was than a bright, intelligeut boy ofeight-years of age, was recognized by tbe- European courts and by tha Vendeanchiefs as King of France under the titleof Louis XVII. The royal family werethan imprisoned in an old fortress in Pariscalled tbe Temple ; but iu the followingJuly the young Prince was torn from tbetrail of bu mother and curried to a remotepart of the building, where ho waa placedunder the oontrol of a shoemaker namedSimon. He was treated by his jailer withunvarying cruelty aud neglect.July, 1793, until the end of tbe Reign ofTerror in-1794 he waa kept in solitaryconfinement iu hia cell, from which thelight and sir wer* shut out. His clothing wss uuobsnged for over » yesr sndhis bed was nst made up for months. Hewas fed scantily and given stagnant waterto drink.After Simon had been guillotined in1794 the rigor of tbe Danphin's imprisonment was somewhat relaxed. In May,1796, » physician who was called in pronounced him to be dving of scrofula ; andit ie said that he died on June 12. On th*day follswing bis death we are told thathis body was identified and certified to byfour members of tbe Committee of Safety•nd some twenty of tbe prison officials,•nd four distinguished physicians held snautopsy on the body before it* intermentin tha cemotery of St. Marguerite.A osao ia now occupying the attentionef the.Courtof Appeal in Paria, in whiobJules Favre appears for the claimants;and this oase depends entirely upon tbequestion whether tbe Dauphin really diedin tha Temple or not. M. Favre oantondsthat in accordance with n plot of Barraa,tbe Pretident of the Directory, endof th* member* of the oouventinn, auch aaCsml'seeres, Foudhs and Mathieu, LouisXVII waa rescued from tlm plisnn byaubatituting the body of another child,and that be lived until 1848, and waaknswn by tbe nniii* of Charles WilliamNaundorff. Th* preaent ease ia an appealfrom the division of the tribunal of tbeHeine in 1961, against the claim of Nsnndorff on the grounds that from August10, 1792. until 1796, the Temple was sostrictly watched that the alleged substitution oonld nst have taken pises ; that theautopsy was attended by so wide a publicity as to leave no room for duubt ; thatNaundorflT* ignorance of the French language up to 1832 sufficed to refute his singed origin and that had the story of theoecapo been true, some of the participent*in it would have revealed the secret afterth* Rsstoratfno in 1814. Tbe appellants areNauadorlP* son. Count Albert de Bourboa, and hia oldest daughter, Amelia.—The Count is forty-five, and bna the genuine Bourbon look. His sister, who i*now forty-two, it aaid to bear s strikingrssnmblsnse to Maris AntoinetteNaundorlTs story waa that after the escape from the Tempi* b* waa kept foryears in seclusion by hi* friends, at onetime ip % chateau and afterward in prison,and that afterward he traveled in Englandand in l*a!y. There seem* to be no doubttint ho waa in Berlin when about twentyfive year* of ago, where he followed thetptriMai Of a watchmaker, aad thatW Lon 'uawMxMsfaJ »- -& the ulioa »*- - -•swag Bw wiullHWa WlUtw InO g H FI IOC ntlMItllitiee he dedtasnd himself to b« tho Dauphin. The Prussian anihoritiea sent him toSpandan, where he lived in obscurity, stillpanning tho noma occupai irm. end hereM 181» ha married m merchant's daughternaawl Frrdorika Heinert. After th* Restoration in feu* be wrote to th* DatohMi d'AagtalMM. daughter ef Louis XVI.iMuntartohnraiKl the iomdtnts of thsFromsomeSight of that innnarah and hie family toVarenoea in 1791. Thta letter was neveranawered In 1817 be iutruated a Frenchofficer with », miaelon to the King oftee. to whom certain papers were toeHeered. The officer wu never heardFranbe dfrom, nor were these paper* ever returned After the birth ot a daughter in1819. Naundorff wrote a* follows to theDutcbeae d'Aogouleaie, bi* supposed sister :"I do not dnro to give her your name,for it wonld reeall to mo a peat toe crnelIt would preserve in memory tbe detailsoftfco unhsppy journey tbVerewnes. Whowould have said (bat so many years afterward I should give to my first ohild thename of Amelia borne by yon during thatjourney ?"The Dnohess did not reply. Nanndorff wrote to tbe Prussien Minister oftbe Interior, signing the letter "CharlesLouis, Duke of Normandy," and saying :"la case yon leave this letter unanswered,I shall fiod some way of approaohing (heKing, for tbe truth has nothing to fear."From Spandau Naundorff was aent toBrandenburg, wht-re be waa imprisonedon ■ charge of being engaged in coiningcounterfeit money, and there hie jailerbecame convinced that he was th* trueDauphin. After this be was sent to Grossen, in Silesia, by the Prus.ian authorities The polio« magistrate at Croaien,Herr Pesold, became an ardent friend andadvocate of tbe axile. In liis behalf Pezold wrote letterz to Louis XVTII, CharlesX.and tbs Duchess d'Angnulcme, andpetitioned the Prussian Government torestore NaundorlTs confiscatedThis was not done, and whenin 183*2 th* Government seized all ofNaundorlTs papers in his possession.In 1833 the claimant came to Pari*,whei* he sought to obtain some recognition of his identity. His efforts were unsuccessful, the Duchess d'Angouleine andmost of the Bourbons refusing to see ortalk with him. It is now urged in hisbehalf that hII of those who could betarmud judges of the truth of his story,after having seen him, pronounced in bisfavor. Among these were Madame deRambaud, who had been in tbe Dauphin'sservice from his bilth until tbe arrest oftbe royal family in August. 1792 ; Mand Madame Marco da St Hilaire; M.de Bremond, secretary of Louis XVI. ;M. Joly, last Minister of Justice of LouisXVI.; M. de Monciel, another ef theKiug's Cabinet ; Dr. Caro, the Duchessd'Angouleine's physieiun ; Bulot, the oldlamp lighter of the Temple ; M. Morel deSt. Didier, who bad been told by M. dela Roche Ayuion of the escape from thoTemple, tbs latter busing obtained the information at thv Prussian Court ; M. deLiudenau, Minister of the Interior in Saxony ; the Archbishop of Tours, and othThese witnesssa iu tha allegedPrince's behalf founded their faith on hisresemblance to the royal boy they hadknown, aud oo the minute historical circumstances recalled by him iu conversation.ea puPesoldper«.diedera.Naundorff was sxpelled from France in1836, after having cited the Duke andDuchess d'Angouleuie to appear beforethe Tribunal ef the Seine Nine yearslater he died at Delft, and his death wasthere entered on tha civil register as thatof "Charles Louis, Duke of Normandy,sod of Louis XVI, and Marie Antoinette."He left ■ book on "Tho Misfortunes oftbe Dauphin," containing the particularsof the escape from the Temple.M Jules Favre is assisted on the present trial by M. Gruadu de la Barra, whohas been for years a devoted believer inthe Naundorff claim, and by a Rotterdamadvocate named Van Buren. It is urgedby these gentlemen that bad Naundorffbeen an ordinary impostor he would havebeen summarily prnseouted and disposedof by the Prussian Government instead otbring carefully watched for yean by itsorders.The case ie certainly on* of rare interest, and one which can hardly bo settledby this trial. Very probably the archivesof Prussia might ehed such light uponthe whole story aa w»uld explain tbemystery aud, tell who Nauudorff reallywaa.Honesty. —At a party ono evening,several contested tbe houur uf having donethe most extraordinary thing. A reverend gentleman was appointed judge of therespective preteusions.One produced his tailor's bill with areceipt ettsohed to it. A buxx wantthrough tbe room that this could not b*outdone when a second proved that bebad just arrested bis tailor for uiouey thathe had Uot him. *''The palm is hia," waa the généronscry. Then s third put in hi» claim"Gentlemen," said bs "I cannot boastof the festi of my predecessors, but Ihave re'nrned two borrowed"This is the vary some of honesty,"exclaimed the arbitrator; "it is su sot ofvirtue of which I never knew suy one eaf-f*psble.""Hold !" cried s fourth, "I have dons•till mure than tbst.""liupost'bls," cried tbe company, "1stus hear.""I have taken my County paper twsnyears and always paid for it in ndvaoae,"Ha took tbe prias.umbrellas.An Irish crier being ordered to dear tbecourt., did so by this announcement: "Nowthen, all ye blackguards that isn't lawyersmust lave th* court."Tho gardoM of ths rish, m well as thspoor, look seedy now.How A Woman Bought a Ticket.Fanny Fern enumerated a lot of thingawhich aba aaid no woman could do, butah« forgot aareral itema, and, among other tbinga, ahe forgot to mention that tbewoman baa never been found yet who canbny a railroad tioket and get heraelfly on board a train jriffiout raiding a general commotion an^wthering everybodyelae around the place, and then ahe alwaya leoka aa though abe thought abeought to have a preaeut of a new ailhdreaa for getting on the car at all.Thera waa one of thia kind of womenwent over to Newark the other day. Sheget down to the ferry about five minutesbefere the boat started, and of oeuraa ahedidn't have any tioket, so she stepped upto the office to buy one. First abe askedthe elerk what time the next train left forNewark."Six o'clock, madam.""What time is it oow?"For reply the clerk pointed to the dock,which occupies a conspicuous position."Ob, yea, I forgotout her watch and found she was just ahnut a minute and three-quarters slowOf course she didn't alter the watch, shenever intended to, but it was a satisfaction to know just how it was. By thistime there were two or three more womenand half a dozen men waiting behind herfor a obance to buy tickets, But bless you!that woman paid no more attention tothem than she did to the precession of theequinoxes. Finally, abe remembered shewanted a ticket, so she felt for her pocketbook and couldn't find it, until she happened to think that it was in her reticule,which was harnessed to her waist, so shegot hold of that, and wriggled aud twisted until she get it in front of her andmanaged to find the pocket-book. Ofcourse it bad money in every compartment, nod the money was all wadded andtwisted up so the book was ready to burstFirst she unrolled a lot of large bills androlled them up better ; then she looked atsome one's and two's, but concluded shewouldn't have a bill changed, so she rummaged around und found a lot of postalcurrency, but it wouldn't pay to have theclerk make change for her, so she hunteduntil she found a fifteen-cent stamp, thenshe got out a two-cent piece aud thenchased a three-cent piece all around thatpocket-book, and when she captured itshe laid down the twenty oents and lookedat the ticket-man as though she expectedto bear him thank her for saving him allthe trouble of making change, bat hedidn't say anything of the kind, and didn'teven look much aa though he meant to.Of course, anybody would think, whenshe had bought her ticket, this femalemight hove got out of the way, but shewasu't quite ready yet. She hod to lookat the ticket and put it back iu the portmonnaie, and put that in her haversack,and wriggle that back where it belonged,and then when she got in the narrow passage-way leading to the boat she had tostop and go through the whole performance again before she could tear off thecoupon to give to tho taker. Just thenshe saw a woman behind her whom sheknew, and she couldn't wait another minute to talk over that terrible affair aboutpoor old Mrs. Smith. Meantime the fifteen or twenty men behind her were talking about her. Moat of what they said isiu the Prayer Book, hut not quite in thesame order. By-and-by, however, sheremembered she wanted to go to Newark,and the boat was just starting, so she hadto run, and so did the men; and thenthey all came near missing the boat, andall because that woman oouldn't attend tobusiness in a business-like way.There is a moral to this story whichall women who travel will do well to ponder —Aeio York Express.■afeAnd then she tookThere were two seats iu the car turnedso as to face each other. One was occupied by a lady and the other by a Chinaman. Evidently tha ludy did not relishthe presence of the Chinaman. She explained to him that she wished to take thecushions and their frames and place themlength wise across front seat to seatJohD said "all righteo," and gut out inthe aisle, and she proceeded to lia downon the bed thus improvised, with herhead resting sn her valiso. She supposedthat the Chinamaa would take tbe hintthat the lady wanted to rest iu the apaceusually oecupied by four persons. ButJohn at once proceeded to crawl iu andstretched himself by her aide, with hishead on a little bundle of his own. TheChines* are aa imitative raoe, aud like todo aa others do, you know. The lady, assoon as she discovered that she had abedfellow, got up a little wildly, andstarted for the next ear, to the iufiaite aiDOsanient ef the passengers, who hadbeen watching the acens with some iuterest. John took no uotioa of the fuu behad created, but want to sleep with tbewhole bad to himself.A newly-married lady in Haddonfield,N. J , "just for fan," hill a toy enake inon* of her boaband'a boots a few dtys ago.The result of the joke was somewhat peculiar. Ths husbnad, 00 discovering thsmook reptile, first took a critical look athimsvlf in a mirror, and thanoloaat, seized hi* demijohn anfar eat into n neighboring pound.r ing to athrew it"Why don't you giva us a little Greekand Latin occasionally ?" asked a countrydeacon of a new minister. "Why, doyou understand thus* langnagea ?"but ws pay for tha boat, and ws ought tohnv# it."No;^gffculturalBermnda Grass.We bave had over twenty years' experience in the use of Bermuda, end oaowrite with confidence of its advantages oothe farm. A prominent advantage of thisperennial grass ia that it ia very hardy,and a southern plant that will aland ourhot, dry summer better than any European grass, red top, orchard grass, timothy, oat grass, foxtail and tbe feseaes.We have tried these and aeveral otherEnglish grasses by the sido of Bermuda,and know the troth of what we write.It ia, however, a mistake to depend onone plant for tho best pasture. Governor Gilmer, of Lexington, Georgia, improved his Bermuda pasture by raisingclover with his Bermuda. In planting agood many acres in Bermuda for pasture,we have sown white doversesd on some•ores, red dovereeed on others, and lucerne on still more ground. Lucernesends its roots very deep into tb* subsoil,and draws plant food lewer than Bermuda.Red clover ia biennial or lives but twoyears, unless from shsttered seed ; butlucerne lives eight or tea years, sometimeslonger. A mixture of Bermuda and lucerne has given us tbe most satisfactoryresults. Unless tbe soil is naturslly calcareous, it should be limed to some extent for lucerne or any clover. In factblue grass and all other grasses do best oulimestone land Bermuda rarely formsseed, and the plant is propagated by cutting up its numerous runners and covering them lightly with a beard as one maycotton seed or corn. Tbe rows shouldnot be mora than some thirty inehssapart. Lucerne, clover or any grass seedis sown broadcast to occupy the wholeground til) the Bcamuda has time togrow, spread and cover the earth with afirm turf. After William the Norman,hi» officers and soldiers, hod conqueredEogland, aodrcbivulry was in its tnrridiausplendor, it was said that a gentlemancould bo bred from the ranks in threegcncraiions, but that it took three hundred years to make a good green sward.Xashvitte Union.anyPlaster or Paris as a Manure torVines. —I have a Urge quantity of grapevines planted in the opeu ground, undtrained on poles and wires along thegravel walk». In planting these I hadthe holes dug about twenty-five inch'sdeep; I then threw into eacli bole Ova orsix lumps of old plaster, about the size ofmy fist. I threw a little earth ever theselumps, and then planted the vines iu theusual way. The result has beeu wonderful; tbe vines, which were not sd inchthick whan planted three year* ago, arenow two inohaa and more in diameter,and bear finely. The grape, are also freefrom disease. Other vines, not so treated, are much sm'aller and produce less,the fruit being also mora liable to diseaseTo try the effect of this plaster, in planting two American black walDuts, wa putthe plaster to the one and not to the other.The former grew twice as fast aa theother. Last year we dug about tbe rootsof the sue to which no plaster was put,and we threw in seveD or eight largelumps of plaster among the roots ;trees are now both of the saute size, andthough only four years old, are sixteen toseventeen feet high.— P. P., Italy, inThe Garden.theHogs.A few brood sows of improved breedwill b« enough for a family. It iseconomy for a farmer to buy his pork,when two sows well taken care of willgive him all the hog meat his family anda few hirelings will require during theyear, and also lard and sausage and smallbones, those great delicacies so enjoyedby everybody for breakfast and supperUnder the old plan, it was cheaper tu buyWestern pork than to raise it, but experience has proven that with improved breedsand bigh feeding, it ia a great economy toraise your own pork. Hogs at eightmonths old will, or ought to, weigh 3UUpounds—aud the second litterpoora year, canmade into pork for family use at threemonths, neighing eighty to sue hundredpounds, or sold to the butcher wheu theycommand bigh prises. To this is to beadded now and then a superior cne soldas a breeder for «20 at eight or ten weeksold.A Scrap Book. —Every former shouldkeep a scrap bosk in whiob to paste agricultural scraps. Every one, in reading apaper, will ae* a number of things whichhe will wish to remember. He will perhaps see suggestious, the value of whichbe will desire to test, or hints which hewant to bs governed by in future operations. And yst, after reading the paperhe will*probably never see it again. Insuch a case all ths valuable articles willbe lost. To prevent such a loss everreader should slip from the papersarticles as he desires to preserve andmember, and paste them in • scrap book.Such s book, at the *nd of a year or two,will bs very interesting and valuable.Young men who want ts learn farmingwithout bard work had bstter net attemptit. Nor shsuld any ons attempt to learnit who has an ides that it is a businessrequiring little brain or knowledge to conduct successfully. There are some suchwho are asking where they can go to Warnto become farmers. The only reply ia, goto Kork whenever yon esn get • ebanos todo •* on s farm. If yon are not willingto do so, bstter measure tap*.suer«A Herrons Officer.A gaod story has been told of u lispingofficer iu tbe Un 'ted Status Army havingbeen victimized by a brother officer (whowaa noted fur hia cool deliberations andstrong nerves), and hia gstting squarewith him in the following manner. Tbecool joker, the captain, waa always quizzing it^e lisping officer, the lieutenant, forhia nervousness."Why," said he one day in the presence of hie company, "uervousueas is allnonsense ; I tell you, lieutenant, no braveman will be nervous.' 1"Well," inquired his lisping"how would you do, tbpose a ahan inch futbee should drop itthelf ia awalled angle in which you bad taken thelter from a company of tharptbeotertb, andwhere it was certain if you put out yournotbe you'd get peppered ?""How?" said the captain, winking attbe circle, "why, take it coolly, and spiton the fusee."The party broke up, and all retired except the patrol. Tbe next morning a number of soldiers were assembled on the parade, and talking in clustars, when alongeame the lisping lieutenant. Lazily opsning his eyes, be remarked :" I want to try an experiment Chithmorniug, and thee hew cxtheediugly coolyou eao be."Saying this he walked deliberately intothe Cuptaio'e quarters, where a fire wasburning on the hearth, and placed in itshottest center a powder canister, and instantly retreated. There was but onemode of egress from tbe quarters, and thatwaa upon tbe parade grouuds, the road being built up for defense ; the occupant tookone look at the canister, comprehended hissituation, and in a moment dashed at thedoor, but it was fastened ou the outside."Charley, let me out if you love me,"shouted the captain."Tlipit an the caoither," shouted he,inreturn.friend,*11 withNot a moment was to be lost ; ha badat first snatched up a blaukct to cover bisegress, but now, dropping it, he raised biswindow and out be bounded,sans culottes,sans everything but a very short undergarment, and thus, with hair almost onand, he dashed upon a full parade ground.The shout which hailed him brought outthe whole barracks to see wbat was tbomatter, and the dignified captain pulled asergeant in front of him lo hide himself."Why didn't you tlipit ou it?" inquiredthe lieutenant."Because there was no sharp-shootersin front to stop s ratreut," answered tbecaptain."AU I got to lhay, then, itli," said thelieutenant, "that you might have thafelydose it; for I'll thwara there watbn't atb ingle grain of powder in it !"The captain bas ucver apoke of nervousneas since.Norway and Sweden.Au esteemed corresponded, now travelling in Northern Europe, remarks as foloars: "Never could more dissimilar nations be united under on* government thauNorway and Sweden. Norway clings withthe most absurd tenacity to old tliiugs audold ways of doing them, while Sweden isready lo advance with the rest of the world.Tbe difference appears strikingly on theline of railroad between Christiana andStockholm. The roud is about 400 mile?long, of which say 100 are in Norway and300 in Sweden. The timo for expresst ains is about 20 hours. Of this, something like 8 hours is taken for the Norwegian 100 miles, leaving 12 I ours—really only 11 hours—for tbe Swedish 300miles, or 12 miles against 25 miles perhour. But the most of tbe travel in Norway is by the very old fashion of cirriolesand post horses, the principal roads—under government care—being in good order und the speed avoraging, with push,six or seven miles per hour. The American Consul iu Christiana—which is the•oily live part uf Norway—is trying burdto get our mowers and reapers into usethere, though thus fur with indifferent success. Id Sweden, these things are beingtaken hold uf with something like freedom.The Swedes art, evidently, a contrivingand mechanical people, and in such tbiugavery much in advanoa of their neighboia.They are just the kind of people to be athome iu America, aDd the very bast kindof people America could have. In bothcountries, as well as in Great Britain, Iheard the loudest kind ef lamentation overthe great emigration to America. Lack oflaborers causes strikes and high prices,they say, and reduces the means of the oldcountries and the values at tho same timeLand, generally, seems to have touchedits highest point everywhere on this sidethe ocean, aud to be falling with bo littlerapidity, and with an ever diminishingnumber of purchasers. Of course I speakgenerally and most particularly. What■ball we do about it? seems to be an absorbing question, in eaob ef the countriesthrough wbioh I have passed. The storyef succès* in America flews back from every pen; and these who remain, havingfriends who have gon* before, are in nearly every oaae anxious only to gat awaythemselves."A Kentucky paper centaine n report ofa recent wedding, in whioh "the bridewas not particularly handsome, bat barfather threw in seven mala* and th* husband was satisfied."A Scotch lady who was disompstsd byths intrsdnotion of gas, asked with muchearnestness, " Whst's to become o' tbspoor whale»?"The Hoble Berénge.The coffin was a plain on«—a poor,miserable pine coffin. N« flower* on tb« top;no lining af white satin for tbe pale brow,no smooth ribbons about tbe eearse shroud.The browu hair waa laid decently back,but there waa no crimped cap with neattie beneath tbe ebit.- » The sufferer fromcrnel poverty smiled in bar sleep ; shebad found bread, rert and health."I want to see my.mother," sobbed apoor little child, as the undertaker screwed down the top."You cannot, grt cut of the way, boy—why don't somebody take the brat?""Only let me a e bèr one minute !"cried the helpless orphan, clutching tbeside of tbe charity box, and as he gazedupon tho rough box, agonized tearsstreamed down tbe abeeks on which nochildish bloom ever lingered. Oh, it waspainful to hear him ory tbe ward*. "Onlyonce; let me see mother, only once!"Quickly and brutally the heartless monster struck the boy away, so that he reeledwith the blow. For a moment the boystood panting with grief and rage—hislips sprang apart, fire glittering throughhis eyes as he raised his little arm with amost unehildish laugh and screamed :"When I am a man I'll killyou forthat!"Thora was a coffin and a heap of earthbetween tho mother and the poor forsakenchild— a monument much stronger thangranite built in the boy's heart to tbememory of the heartless deed.The court-house was crowded to suffocation."Does any one appear ts this roan*»counsel ?" a^ked the Judge.There was a silence when he had finished, until, with lips tightly pressed together, a look of strange intelligence,blended with a haughty reserve upon hishandsome features, a young man steppedforward with a firm tread and kindly «ye,to plead for the erring frieudless. He wasa stranger, but at the first sentence therewas aliènes. I he splendor of his geniusentranccd-oonviusedThe man who could »ot find a frmndwas acquitted.May God bless you, sir, I cuuuot,he said.****♦*I roken-hearted little bny away from hismothar a coffin. I was that hoy!Ike man turned livid."Hay. you rescued arc, then, to takemy life •"No. I have a sweeter revenge. Ihave saved tha life of a man whose brutalconduct Las rsukltd in my breast for thelast twenty ysars. Go, then, and rsmsinber the tears of a frieudless child"I want no thanks," replied the stranger."I—I—I believe you are unknown tome.""Man, I will refresh your memory.Twenty years ago this day you struck a1The man bowed his head in shame andwent from the presence of magnanimity asgrand to him as incomprehensible.A Famous Hill.Situated in Anne Arundel eounty, Mddistant about four miles from Baltimoreaud near the old Aouapolit road, is a spotknown as Morris hill, but there are fewpersons uuw living who know of the originof its name. About ninety years ago, according to a local tradition, when it wasthe custom of every gentleman to have hisvalet, a wealthy Englishman, accompaniedby bia English servant,started from Anuapolis for Baltimore,the journey to be mnde ioa carriage. One fine afternoon tho Englishman ordered his valet, whose namewas Morris, to turn the horses into a beautiful grove near the road and shave himere he enteied Baltimore, the master heilig desirous uf presenting as neat an appearance as possible upou hia entree intothe city. The valet did as ordered, butinstead of shaving his master he murderedhim by culling hi» throat. lie fheustripped the body of its clothing, afterwhich tba corpse waa placed under tbetrunk of a fallen tree and covered up withbrushwood and leaves. Tbe valet thensecured a large amnuut of utODey and valuables which had belonged to his masterand came on to Baltimore.A few days after the murder a farmerliving near by where the deed of bloodbad been committed had his attention attracted by a largo number ofbuxzards thatflew iu a circle over one particular spot,and upon iovestigatiog the causa he waahorrified to 6od the multilatsd body whichhad beeu concealed under the fallen tree.Tbe farmer immediately mad* known hiadiscovery to the proper authorities, and indue time the body was recognized. Morris was arrested and gibbeted.In tbos* days the law requiredthat all persons gibbeted should be leftsuspended on the scaffold until tha flesh ofthe criminal bad cither bean consumed bycaruivaroua birds or destroyed by decomposition. Such waa tbe fate of Morris.He was executed upon the apnt where hehad slain his master, and from that day tothis tha plaoe has been known aa "MorrisHill."The Hollow Loa.—That "honesty isthe best policy" msy[ba exemplified by tbefollowing little incident : A man at Belmont, Mo., sold to a mill owner n sawlog, which proved to be hollow. As hesold it fer a sound log ha voluntarily wentand gave back tbe prioe, and haulito bia own yard, ahsppsd R up forwood. Iu this operation ho found tow «5gold piaces which somajtody had accretedin it.itIB\reHoir Dtnitl Draw Spdlt Dnt^ >The Chicago Post vouches for tfis Mrlowing «tory i A good story I« told by efriend of Daniel BreW, Which the neWa Ofhi* illoeaa call« op. Remaining one (Teaiag let* iu his office, stud having q uo a* ionto use tb* safe, be permitted tho ,fp*tduto go home, remarking that be woulclose tho safe and fix tbe ooubiuafiott «tbe word "door,undertook to open tb* safe iu tks.sorwmgha found that the lock refused to yield tothe magi* "dour". He tried, àpd triedagaiu, but without success. Fiually, happening te remember that Daniel's earlyeducation had been negleclod, he attributed hia ill luck tu orthography. He therefore tried tbe lock upon "dore." Still uusuccess ; aud tbeu upon "dome," with no'better fortune. Finally becoming disgusted, be proceeded to the St. Nicholas,routed "Dan'i" out of hia choicest inert.,iug nap, and aa ha stuck hi» uightrep out ,<fthe door tbs colloquy cusued : Mr. Drew,I can't open the safe on 'door.' You musthave concluded to change the w»td !Nothin' o' th* kind."Are you euro, sir?" "Sure, sir, youtsrnal ape ; of course I'm sure ; Go hackto your work, and don't come foolin' rouu*hero this timo o' the uioruin'." "Well,perhaps, Mr. Drew, I don't spell the wordright. How did you spell it?" "Anyfool can spell door. D-o-a-r-e, doare ofcourse, sir. If you cau't spell dour, sir,you're no cashier for me. PackBut when tbe cashierI shut it mi 'door "up jourduds aud go out of the •door/" Andshutting the "door" iu the cashier*» faceDaniel returned to bis bed iu a passion.a pd the clerk to bis safe. Armed withthe opeu seasaujo of "doare/' however,»»fo flew opeu without ttoubls, andwhen Daniel arrived, mollified by • goodbreakfast end his morning prayer, h/ mivised his cashier that he might keep hisplace provided he would improve Iris lim«anil "go to spellin' skool in (he cveuinV'Qikkn Victoria's Szcurr.-It was abeautiful answer of the Unco of Eurlaod-tbo monarch of a free people, r.igning more by thuI> law ^ J k .iug to r ,; gn j„ th( , (par () f ^; 0 j—j, ,answer »huA frira tig» vc tuPrince, wlm sent an nmhissador with cwtly presents, and nsk- d her in return totell him the secret of England'? griatne»*aud England's glory ; snd thr Qnceu »ruthim uot the uutoher of her fleet, not thonumber of her armies, not the account ofher boundless inerchandise, uor the detailsof | )er i u „ x L»ut<tibU- wealthShe did not, like ILzekiah. iu so evif, 10ur JluW ,| w omUseador | IPr dmomada.aU(J l, cr a „a L ,. r l it . tlhut, banding him a beautifully bound copy0 f the Bible, she aaid : "Tell the Friwetliat ,| )is j, tlie tMrcl uf England's great-*QesBa "m. ,» r .... ,1 he rroiesfior ot natural philoitophv ia certain college guvulie class a problemto think over duiitii; the uiglil end stiawer the next day. The question was :hi»f"If a hole were bored through the centreof the earth, from side to side, auJ a halldropped into it, what motions would tbeball pass through, and how would it cometo a state of rest?" The next morning afollow was called up un this philosophicalproblem. "What answer do you givathis queatiou ?" asked the professor."Well, really," said be, "I have mi*thought of the main question, but of ■'preliminary one. How arc you going to'get that hole through ?"A loving husband once waited on wphysiciau tu request him to prescribe forhis wile's eyes, which were very »me.'Let her wash them," »aid th«"every morning with a small ein»?brandy." A lew weeks after the do tchanced to meet the husband: "W.my friuDd, has your wife followed myvice?" "She has done every thing■ ■ ■r.her power to du it, doctor, but shecouid get tho gloïc iiighci tb."mouth."nrti UAn absent-minded professer in goingout the gateway of bis oollrge ran againsta cow. In the ooufuaian of tbe momenthe raised hia hat and exclaimed, "I br Syour pardon, madam ! Soon after b*stumbled against a lady in the street. Insodden recollection of the former mishap,ha called sut, with a look of rage in biacsunlenanoe, "Ia that you again, yuubruts?"The largest Baptist Church in theworld is Mr. Spurgeon's iu London,wliidireturns a membership of 4.366 The second largest is the old First Afriean. iuRichmond, Va-, and the third is. carious-'ly enough, in India, iu the city of Otigo«la, a which has a membership of 2,857.There are 100 Protestant eh archesplanted in Italy, and all are enjoyingmore nr less prosperity. La Boms 10. IHM»children are ia the municipal schools,formerly wader papal diraetiun ; but nowno prisai ia admitted a* a teacher.What ia tbe diffarenoe between you aqi?my old doll ?" asked a little girl of hersister's snobbish beau. "Aw—weally.my little deah, I can't saj'—aw." "Wall,you have an sye-glass and my dull has wgloat eye," aaid ths triumphs** arshin.The revisers ef tbe authorised•f tha New Testament, at their mny,sixth ssssioo, resrnsd tbs fifth skaptar Offtbe Bands of St, Jmw* nod part of Uftfirst Epistle of St. Petit»